In some sorts, I miss your prescence
And wish it would return and stay longer
In most ways, i long for that day, your smile, your voice, and the things you managed to say
The air so perfect and crispy
Our hopes, more than we deserve
And something was growing so strong between us
The secrative aspects of trusts we should preserve
Your soft, opened, inviting hand
comforted me and confidence grew
and I was't too sure if I wanted it that way
Yet it revealed too strong to through it all away
As precious days skipped by, and our love grew in size
Taken for granted as it seemed, the limits were the skies
And to think of your smile, so fresh and so real
Now to think of today, so lost, but he'll
Always be in my thought, plus those days without cries
Before opened minds knew it, we disappered, and our love that time made to be just so perfect, slipped before our very eyes.